The afternoon sky was a large canvas painted with orange, pink, and pale blue sweep. The long line of the beach towering follows the gentle curves of the waves that come and go, carrying a secret whisper of the sea that never ended with the sun decorated slowly sinking behind the black hill of the silhouette, leaving traces of light that bounced on the surface of the water. Every small ripple becomes a sparkling gold, as if the ocean is decorated with gems.
On the calm beach, the footsteps of humans are still left in the sand, but now what dominates is just silence, accompanied by the winds of the wind and the gurgling of the waves. The twilight presents a sense of peace, as if time stopped for a moment to give room for anyone who looked at him, so that he could reflect, remember, and feel how beautiful it was to live in the simplicity of nature.
This beach is not only a stretch of sand and salt water. He is a silent witness about the journey of the day, about the meeting of the sun with a large sea, and about a long line that carries a view to the twilight eternity.